One More Thing...
I blogged from March 18, 2020 to March 20, 2021 with a single purpose: to record life in a pandemic. The project gave me an excuse to massage small moments with consideration usually reserved for Big Days. It reminded me that writing is, yes, for the readers, but it is also for the writer: a space to think, to reconsider. I needed to draw that project to a close. I had been diligent through COVID lockdowns and precautions. And I do understand that reaching my breaking point doesn't stop the virus. But I did reach a (breaking) point at which I needed to view life through a wider-than-COVID lens. --------------------- So here I am. It's been a week since my final COVID post, and I have already experienced many want-to-write-about-it moments, but without the permission my pandemic journal gave me. I wanted to write about my first post-vaccine trip to visit my sons at Sundance in Utah, skiing again for the first time in almost 15 years. When they were little, learning to ski,